I am the alien
the other
designated
for destruction
consummately fated
fitted with obstruction

as a fly in a jar
I batter myself
upon glass
in desperation
to pass
only mocked
with each darting
in futility blocked
before starting

I discern no bar
until I try
as I fly
fully intent on release
collide
an impenetrable cross
of double
that will never cease
to inflict its trouble

I am the alien
I have no right
to plead my plight
free will
consumed
in this game of attrition
extracted
exhausted
entombed
a tale of omission
from all that draws breath
gives life meaning
makes bearable death

encased
in separate space
contained
there will be no grace
ordained disdained
the lines
on my face
tell
there’s no holding time
thief of
my days
corrupter of ways
a singular hell
dying
by moments
sealed inside
slow acting stress cyanide

languished
I lie in hopes to dream
escape from this scheme
but they have all fled
there’s no refuge in bed
a platform of torment
a jest
I detest
of encircling regret
bent
on descent
prevents
what I could know
or how I could grow
no quarter given
to insanity driven

a reverse black hole
zero can come
but a solitaire soul
in a transparent drum
dictated
expulsion
compulsion
takes hold
by this power controlled
perpetuates
base
resistance disintegrates
forced into exile
in place

forever constrained
to remain
kept inside
swept aside
as refuse
refused
no reason denied
all hope erased
on this planet’s face
there will be no trace

the answer is not new!
it’s naught.
nothing!
you go nowhere
find nothing
so you’re not
disappointed

It took me to now to find this
because I was trying to go somewhere
you don’t find something somewhere
you need nothing, you get nothing
you have to go nowhere for that
so once I was forced to be nowhere
I found nothing and that’s the answer!

so [K]not the noose

Now that I’ve found nothing nowhere
I’ll never need nothing nowhere
no more